Oh Boy
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
Niggas spend too much time in the loo
They can't even smell the bullshit
Never turn to one eye
'Cause that's how they lie to you heh true shit
Had to cut a couple peers off
For saying I don't give enough, were they here enough?
Besides you heard the fundraiser
That is like getting high off your own supply nigga
I know better than to let niggas help me
I can't afford snake bites
So I gotta say goodbyes to dick riders dick riders (bye bye)
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
Shit is funny when parents ask you what you wanna be
I can recall being told what to be
They thought I would get a B
And be a good kid suddenly
Of course certainly, I didn't conform
But neither did I leave the home
I made up a way and fused with the art
Of course I'm a beast (yeah)
Bruh I've been tooting my horns all night (that's right)
You gotta be kidding you can't the trumpets?
I know that shit got you hypnotized
You're becoming my puppet
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
Niggas spend too much time in the loo
They can't even smell the bullshit
Never turn to one eye
'Cause that's how they lie to you heh true shit
Had to cut a couple peers off
For saying I don't give enough, were they here enough?
Besides you heard the fundraiser
That is like getting high off your own supply nigga
I know better than to let niggas help me
I can't afford snake bites
So I gotta say goodbyes to dick riders dick riders (bye bye)
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
Shit is funny when parents ask you what you wanna be
I can recall being told what to be
They thought I would get a B
And be a good kid suddenly
Of course certainly, I didn't conform
But neither did I leave the home
I made up a way and fused with the art
Of course I'm a beast (yeah)
Bruh I've been tooting my horns all night (that's right)
You gotta be kidding you can't the trumpets?
I know that shit got you hypnotized
You're becoming my puppet
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
I'm tryna cop her
Ain't no police but she's just a running miss
From project to project to project to project
Fuck am I running this
Oh boy you got so much heat
You better get your bags 'cause I'm packing more
Oh boy get out of them streets
You know better than to say that, I gotta eat
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Writer(s): Richard Milambo
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